"Mommy...come...help me here, please!" Lara sweetly called her.
Andrea smiled. She clearly knows when her daughter's tone was like this. She's being sweet to her and wants her to caress her. After all, though Lara acts and speaks maturely for her age, her daughter was still a kid. She's still her baby.
"Mommy, look!" she smiled wide showing her perfect white teeth.
Lara looks amazed at how she can finally decorate the herb cakes she bake. The icing frost scattered on her face. Andrea cuddled her to compliment her.
"Wow...that's very good of you, dear,"
"Of course! I got this from you," Lara chuckled.
And Andrea helped her to finish decorating some of the cakes.
" Whoaah! That looks yummy, Lara!"
The other wolves came interrupting them.
"Can we taste it now?" they pleaded.
